Summary

Gifted to Stormsqueen on Tumblr for the prompt, and for being such a fabulous Tumblr buddy and Rickeen shipper.And to Swimmingfox for being all like, HEY I WANT ANOTHER FIC TOMORROW because she was JOKING but I TOOK IT SERIOUSLY. And also because BUDDIES

Summary

It’s when they’re out on the dark street, glistening with a fall rainburst that must’ve come and gone while they were in the café, that Rin is shocked by the sight before him.

Makoto is dancing.

He has his earbuds in, apparently, and he’s dancing down the street, this… surprisingly formal thing, like a samba or cha-cha for one. His head bobs and his shoulders swivel and his hips saunter forward, and it’s definitely not Shall We Dance? quality, but that couldn’t matter less. He’s just so happy. Happy, and confident, and FREE. Rin can only imagine feeling like that.

Summary

"We live at the edge of the miraculous."

Apparently, being a costumed, crime-fighting pseudo hero is a Thing that can happen to you. A Thing that, as with most Things, is not an entity unto itself. Then again, no one expected heroism to be an easy path.

Somehow, The Protector and Chevalier have managed to make it pretty far, wading through bloggers, human interest pieces, and villains of the week in order to figure out if they can actually do something Good. Capital G.

Summary

"When I found you, I thought you were dead. It seemed like your heart was not beating at all. And I thought... I thought, 'Please, God, don't let him be dead. I have just found him. Don't let me lose him.' "

Summary

Suddenly, a new emotion crashed through the fear. It boiled through him, giving him energy he didn’t know was physically possible. His vision snapped back, crystal clear and sharp. He saw his sister’s face. She looked like she was about to cry. She looked like she was trying to stay strong. She looked like she was trying to fix everything in her memory in case she never came back.

Summary

Ellie's on the path to becoming and X-Men but she's not sure if she belongs. It's another two years before her 21st birthday and her graduation from the initiate program but she can't find a reason to stick around. She can't really find a reason to leave either, the horrendous matching unitards aside. Feeling very much like outcast within the outcasts, Ellie shares her problems with an unlikely listener.

Summary

He returns his focus to pleasuring himself, squeezing his bulge as it pulled at the panties. He imagines someone else is touching him, every touch is unexpected, and Vernon doesn’t know whether he’ll be teased, tortured, or something else entirely. He doesn’t really know that in reality either, he’s mostly just going with the flow of the night.And that flow is pushing him towards the dildo sitting behind him, at the moment.

Tags

Summary

Aragorn and Eomer share a night of bitter secrets and old fears with a result neither expected. There is more backstory to be written, but who am I to argue with two Kings when they make demands to "write that bit right now."

Bookmarker's Tags:

Bookmarker's Notes

"You need no hidden blade tonight, Éomer. Simply tell me if what I do is naught that you wish for and I will stop. On my honor I swear it."

"I know. It was not a pledge you needed to make Aragorn."

"Perhaps not." He smiled. "But I would make it none the less. And to it I would add not an oath but only a request. Tell me not only what you do not wish but what you do? I would very much like to see you take delight in my touch."

"I will delight in it simply if it does not make me shudder." Éomer sighed.

"I will delight in it more if it makes you shudder from something other than fear." Aragorn returned.

Summary

Extremely alternate canon, in which everybody is an anthropomorphic cat person - imagine fluffy ears and a tail attached to a sad human hunter. There are strict rules in place when it comes to mating, but Dean's found the loophole. What he wants to do with Cas is just a game - it's for fun. It's playtime and pretend; Cas will never guess that it's for real.